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Drabble Topic for next week

I thought long and hard, then I thought no thats not a suitable subject....

So I went with.....


'What I found in Winnard's Hole'



Now for people not familiar with Winnard's hole it is a station, in the Lakota system and It's mine :D

so erm thats your topic have fun with it and we'll read out the mess on Friday :p
 
Ah, what the hell. It's not as though any mods read this thread

"Hey, guess what I found in Winnard's Hole."

"Diso Ma Sweetcorn?"

"No. Guess again."

"Lakota hot dog?"

"No."

"My Fudgetunnel CD?"

"What? No."

"A toothbrush?"

"Seriously, what? NO! Come on, it's not hard."

"Oh... Er... Mashed banana?"

"No, for pity's sake. I meant it's not hard TO GUESS."

"Right. So it *could* be hard."

"Yes!" [Pause.] "No! You're such a--"

"Peanuts?"

"No."

"Peanutsies?"

"No."

"Pipecleaners?"

"No!"

"Asteroids?"

"No."

"Preparation H?"

"No."

"A meat popsicle?"

"No. Give up?"

"Okay."

"Thank heavens... Here... Ta-daaaaa!"

"Omigodomigodomigod - you FOUND them!"

"Yep! One tonne of Hershey's Chocolate Starfish."

[Together] "'How many licks does it take?'"
 
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That was quick Twisted. I didn't even get the chance to stick up the banner. I had to fly over to Winnard's Hole to take a picture of it...

winardshole.jpg

I get a weird feeling that this week is all going to be full of these sorts of double entendres
 
WANTED AND FOUND

Commander sup woke excitedly in his cockpit. "Carpe Diem." he whispered.

The notorious Bhas, more commonly known as "The Fur King", had been tracked to Winnards Hole. Mr Tarrd had placed a huge bounty on his own son: a smuggler of exotic but illegal animal skins.

sup eyed the smugglers ship on the opposite pad intently but a loud knock on his door startled him.

He stepped out of his ship straight in to the cuffs of the burly security detail.

About to protest, sup glanced back at his newly leather clad Asp.

The Fur King Bhas Tarrd was good.
 
After reading Twisted's drabble, I don't see any point in trying this week. Let's face it, it's gonna be hard, if not impossible to top 'chocolate starfish'.

"Topping" a chocolate starfish is standard practice in some private clubs.

I imagine.

Anyway, someone who can talk about innuendos being hard is someone who has a good grip on the matter in hand. You just need to stimulate your creative organ and get those juices flowing.
 
Can't quite put my finger on it...

The air conditioning added a musk to the room that heightened the tension.
“You need to relax Commander, this will go a lot quicker if you relax”
“I didn’t do nothing wrong!! This is a complete violation of my liberties”
“I am sorry you feel this way, and you can always appeal after we finish this search”
The customs officer grimaced
“So far, we have Lucan Onion head, Wolf Meat, and two slaves… is there anything else you may have forgotten to declare?”
“No Officer” the commander pleaded.
A sickening schlurpy pop sound echoed throughout the ship..
“And a trumble…”
 
"Topping" a chocolate starfish is standard practice in some private clubs.

I imagine.

Anyway, someone who can talk about innuendos being hard is someone who has a good grip on the matter in hand. You just need to stimulate your creative organ and get those juices flowing.

I bow to your greater experience, er, innocent knowledge, of private clubs, and, in the light of your polite, yet forceful advice, I shall, at a later moment in the day, take myself in hand, as it were, and attempt to produce a drabble worthy of the chosen topic...
 
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I shall, at a later moment in the day, take myself in hand, as it were, and attempt to produce a drabble worthy of the chosen topic...
If you struggle to write something worthy of the chosen topic, write something worthy of the chosen topic picker. That lowers the bar considerably, if not removing it completely.
 
It's a Dirty Job

I’ve had better days. Much better days.

10 hours ago a prospector misjudged his flight path and spread himself and his ship all over the entrance to Winnard’s Hole. 186 tons of molten Bhutan Alloy had spilled, coagulating into giant, glistening nuggets of metal that stuck fast to the wiry mess that was left of the toast rack, totally blocking the letterbox.

Two guesses who got the clean-up job? Yep, good ol’ Wirebrush, that’s who. Me and my trusty weld-bot D-TOL.

S’pose I better get to it.

If Wirebrush and D-TOL can’t get rid of these Bhut Nuggets, nothing will.


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I had to write that second part about 10 times before it stopped sounding as dirty as hell and could find a place in a family orientated forum. No matter how innocent I tried to keep it, it just ended up sounding like deprived filth. It really was incredible :D

A really fun topic that gave me hundreds of ideas, but I chose to go with this one solely for the pun. I feel sorry for 'Kow this Friday, I really, really do :D
 
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The trainees were delivered to their assigned work point by frosted stealth ships under the noses of the security vessels.

Special space suits with compensating mini jets, offsetting the effects of Newton's third law, helped them stay in the correct position whilst working.

"This is what I found in Winnard's Hole", The special forces director said to his aide. "That this station is the complete bunghole of all creation, and I'm letting everyone know!"

One by one the painters finished their assigned sections, together creating a vast picture of a puckered anus around the stations entrance.

"Welcome to Winnard's Hole"
 
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If you struggle to write something worthy of the chosen topic, write something worthy of the chosen topic picker. That lowers the bar considerably, if not removing it completely.

We still need the bar around to beat Listeri with, so just lean it against that wall there.
Yeah, the wall with the handcuffs bolted to it.
 
No softly easing us in to that? Just blam... puckered anus in our face?

I'm more concerned about the fact that before the vandals spraypaint their picture of the puckered anus, they'd have to take off the puckered anus painted by the station's owner.
 
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